Even after letting out some steam at the back of the mansion, it was as if the anger within Arvid never left him.
He still saw how Angeal's heart broke when they heard Arlo and Dharvey's conversation.
But how Angeal's expression showed her pain when she saw them together was like glass—shattering in an instant as if the event was the rock thrown at it and destroyed it.
Arvid kept on walking to where Arlo lives, Edwin, following behind him as he heaved a deep sigh. Seeing his son angry like this was understandable.
He may have loved Angeal before, but he still sees her as his best friend—a sister.
They grew up together and seeing the precious girl get hurt, even Edwin got angry when he heard what has happened.
"Arvid, son," Edwin called out to him, "Calm down. You have to slow down so you could gather your thoughts."
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